The Butterfly Explosion - Closer

 

Under strange skies we cling on lost trails,
Let's dream less, for soon we'll be there,
With your dead romance, i suffer in your arms,
But find a way where we come undone

Skies surround, her ghost lays a path,
If she whispers your name will you wake?

Twilight burns our secrets,
Follow her and soon we'll be there
With your dead romance, i suffer in your arms,
But find a way to bleed into one
We find a way where we come undone